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After Rong Xian asked King Huang to take charge of all the matters in the palace, he really groomed him as his heir. But when she saw that her son was obviously enjoying himself, she couldn't help but feel suspicious.
Could it be that her long-lost son, like Hao'er, had a bone in his head and only wanted to rebel?
She couldn't sit still anymore and asked Le Feng to bring King Huang directly, intending to test him.
She would never admit that there was something wrong with her genes. If King Huang was also this virtuous, it would definitely be the Sword Emperor's fault.
The Sword Emperor herself was not upright, and even her son was taught a bad lesson. She really fulfilled the saying #the upper beam is not upright and the lower beam is crooked.
King Huang came soon. He was very happy to see his mother. His baby face, which was not blocked by the mask, looked very proud.
Rong Xian: This look doesn't look good.
But she firmly believes that nothing can't be solved by talking, if it doesn't work once, then twice.
"How do you feel about Huang'er? Although the Great Thousand Realm is different from the Middle Thousand Realm, the forces are complicated and entangled. Is there any difficulty?" She asked tentatively.
Aangfu thought about it for a while. Considering that he had been in power in Rongguo for many years, he really didn't think it was that difficult to get started.
But he couldn't say it directly. He thought for a moment and said, "It's quite difficult. Mother, the people in the Great Thousand Realm have too many evil ideas, and they have been around for a long time. It would be difficult to figure them out if you weren't the ones themselves." How many trump cards do you have, and how many connections are involved?”
He had a cute smile, not as unpredictable and cold as he was in the Zhongqian Realm: "I help my mother manage her power, and my mother can also help me and give me some advice."
Rong Xian stared at her son with a subtle expression for a while, then hesitated and said, "You are almost 20,000 years old. Although children who do not have a family will always be children, it is not appropriate to act coquettishly towards their mother all the time. "
Chatterbox It's not right for a child to act like a spoiled child. Which one of you is older..."
Cangtian: Ahem.
He interrupted Rong Xian's words with a cough, and Rong Xian finally realized that Rong Hua seemed to be older than Huang'er.
There was no trace of embarrassment on her face. Anyway, if she didn't tell Heaven, others wouldn't know what happened just now.
Cang Tian: He really paid a lot to prevent Zai Zai from becoming angry and killing people.
"It's not that I don't think you should act coquettishly towards Hua'er." Mainly because she had to bear two share of the act of coquettishness on her own, and she couldn't bear it for a while.
"Boys should be more self-reliant." She persuaded her earnestly and sincerely: "Boys who are always acting like a spoiled brat rarely endear themselves to a girl's family. You have been single for so many years, when will you marry a wife? Someone. I am also relieved that I can take care of you."
Arakushi's expression cracked, and he subconsciously reached out and touched his face. It turned out that all his expressions in his mother's eyes were coquettishness when he was not wearing a mask?
However, how did his mother end up getting involved with him from acting like a spoiled child to him getting married and having children?
King Huang listened to his mother's lesson with a blank expression, feeling a little dizzy for a moment.
It wasn't until an hour later that Le Feng reported something to him that he was let go.
Huang Wang: I couldn't help but give Le Feng a grateful smile.
Le Feng: The young master smiled so beautifully at me. Could it be that he was scolded by his superior and asked me to plead for mercy? But the young master smiles so sweetly, how can your lord have the heart to lecture him?
Speaking of which, although I have only met the young master a few times, the young master's smile is really soft and sweet.
Le Feng's imagination suddenly opened up, and his thoughts went downhill all the way.
When I checked the information before, I didn't think there was anything wrong with my mother's talkative nature, and I thought she was quite cute. He didn't realize the real pain until his talkative mother came to him.
Most people's chatterboxes are annoying at best, but my mother's chatterbox pulls your logic into hers, burying you so you can't get out. All you can think about is why am I so stupid, ah, how can I be so useless? Still living and wasting food...
Who can bear this?
He can't do it anyway.
After leaving the main hall, King Huang breathed a sigh of relief. He looked back at the main hall, wiped his sweat with lingering fear, and faced Rong Hua as soon as he turned back.
King Huang bent down slightly and said to Rong Hua: "Did the lady recognize me that day?" Not only was she not surprised when she saw him, but she was teasing her.
At that time, he judged that the princess knew his identity, probably as early as Rong Guoshi.
Ronghua nodded and said without any concealment: "Yes, I knew who you were when mother remembered you."
She looked at King Huang up and down, and when she looked at the raised corners of his mouth and the intoxicating dimples on both sides of his cheeks, she remained silent for a moment: "Brother, are you ready to go out and do some work?"
King Huang responded: "Yes, I was suddenly summoned by my mother for questioning. I haven't finished the matter at hand yet."
Rong Hua reached out and grabbed Huang Wang's sleeve, blinked and said, "Things like that are not important. Brother, come with me for a walk."
King Huang, who was called brother for the first time, happily followed him away, and it was already late at night when he went back to deal with things.
The personal attendant assigned to him was Le Feng's friend, named Changdong.
Changdong closed the door of the study room and was about to leave at night when he saw King Huang coming back.
"Young Master?" Changdong called tentatively.
Under the night, this figure looked exactly like the young master.
King Huang said softly: "Ah."
Changdong hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, raised his hand and pointed, and the lanterns on the trees on both sides lit up.
The light of the lantern shrouded King Huang's face, and only then did Changdong see the expression on King Huang's face clearly.
His expression froze, and he shouted loudly: "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"
The dark circles and red bloodshot eyes were too heavy. He was staggering when he walked, and his energy was drained, as if he had been hit by something.
King Huang waved his hand, and without even wanting to open his mouth, he pushed open the study door and walked in.
Changdong was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed and said, "Young Master, would you like me to prepare water for bathing?"
Huang Wang:?
He glanced at Changdong in confusion, what kind of bath are you taking now?
He ordered: "Give me a pot of refreshing tea. By the way, prepare a bedding and other items for me in the study. I have slept in the study in the past year."
So whether it was the mother in the main hall or the sister in the side hall, they all remembered that I was busy doing things and had no time to see them.
"...Don't you want some supplements?" Changdong hesitated.
King Huang: I think something is wrong with you, but I can't tell you what's wrong.
After sending Changdong away, King Huang covered his face with his hands, feeling extremely painful.
He had no idea that after escaping from his mother, the sister he met around the corner was also the same talkative girl. She was so inspired by his mother that she supported him until late at night.
What's even more frightening is that he can't leave at all, and he doesn't know what happened to the side hall, but he was actually trapped in a trap!
As soon as King Huang thought that after he walked in, the trapping formation was activated and he was trapped in place, his pretty little sister's little mouth began to babble non-stop.
After his sister had finished having fun, his soul was almost gone.
So scary.
Not to mention that Rong Xian single-handedly made King Huang talkative and never wanted to see her again in a short period of time. After King Huang left, she sat upright and listened to Le Feng report about the current infiltration into the surrounding area. She could not see her at all. Most of his thoughts were on Ronghua nagging his son again.
After all, it's a bit uncomfortable to stop in the middle of a sermon.
"...So, we have mastered Wusheng City, Luoshui City, Jiudu City, Anping City, and the four cities in the four directions with Moshan City as the center." Le Fengchui reported.
Rong Xian leaned on the chair with one hand on her chin, a light smile naturally appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her wide sleeves hung down, which inexplicably reminded Le Feng of a word: peerless elegance.
"You've done a great job, I won't deduct your wages this month." Your Majesty, she said casually, words that were both down-to-earth and annoying.
Le Feng: Just now I felt that the man who respected the most beautiful and powerful man must have lost his mind. He is obviously a vampire, a hateful capitalist face who exploits people.
"The identity of Young Master Huang'er is sealed and no external rumors are allowed. From now on, the control of these cities will be placed in Huang'er's name. He will be the uncrowned king of half the world in the future, King Huang." Rong Xian lowered her eyes and said.
Her tone was calm and there was not much expression on her face. Coke Feng felt that a general trend was coming, and he was completely crushed. Like the solidification of the abyss, all surrounding existence is swallowed up, denied, and infected.
Le Feng naturally bowed his head and saluted: "Your Majesty, please give me your order."
Seeing His Majesty closing his eyes, he knew that this was the end of the report.
He maintained a respectful posture and exited. After leaving the hall, he realized that his back was soaked with cold sweat when the breeze blew.
Chapter end
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